"Can you still resist?"

Zhang Yiyu's actions were also a little out of Hong Qigong's expectations, he has always admired some young people who are bold and powerful, it is the kind of comfort that the elders are happy with the younger generations, even if everyone is not in the same camp, it does not prevent him from appreciating the latter, because it is also a blessing for the rivers and lakes to have such a person.

"You have to try, no."

Zhang Yiyu smiled very brightly, which made Hong Qigong look even more frowning, no matter how you look at this kid, he is only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, he is still a young man, no matter which sect he is in, at most he has just made some achievements at such an age.

The world may not know the name of his wheel king Zhang Yiyu, but Hong Qigong knows very well, this son debuted as a young man, the teacher is unknown, the number of martial arts is unknown, and he has just made a big name in the Lantian area, of course, it is not an exposed reputation, but it is circulated in the killer world and the depths of the dark web, and it seems to be out of touch with the orthodox martial arts.

Because he has a supernatural ability to forge documents, there is an endless stream of celebrities who come to find him, whether it is a person full of evil or a person of good character, Zhang Yilu has his own set of distinguishing methods, who should be killed, Zhang Yiyu will not hesitate to torture and kill people on the spot, and those who should not be killed, Zhang Yilu will forge documents for free to give the other party a new life, and act both right and evil.

This is the origin of his title of Wheel King, Hong Qigong once heard of his deeds when he traveled to the Lantian area, but he has never seen him, and now, it is only the first time he has seen a real person.

"Stubborn."

Hong Qigong said with some heartache.

"Oh, who doesn't have anyone's way, I don't regret it."

Dancing with one hand, Zhang Yiyu stood in front of him with a knife in his backhand, looking at the face reflected on the blade, Zhang Yiyu smiled slightly.

This is a short blade that is slightly longer than the conventional dagger, but it is also much shorter than the long sword, because this weapon is short and easy to hide, it is mostly used as a suitable weapon for hand-to-hand combat, close defense or assassination, and is used as a dual-purpose weapon for stabbing and slashing.

is the only blade for close-knit combat enthusiasts, Zhang Yiyu is obviously the best among them.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yiyu didn't wait for Hong Qigong to answer again, and he took the initiative to attack, but when he saw that he was short and held a short dagger with an arrow step, he rushed to Wang Wencheng's body, and in the latter's surprised gaze, Zhang Yiyu's smiling face suddenly jumped into view.

"Huh!"

A blow from the well swept through the air, which was a personal killing move towards Wang Wencheng, but the latter still reacted at the most critical moment, and a donkey rolled and fell straight back.

Zhang Yiyu's reaction to him is not surprising, if he can really kill the other party in one move, then his position as the helmsman will have too much water.

Wang Wencheng was lucky to hide, but it didn't mean that the rest of the beggar disciples were the same, and several beggar disciples who couldn't react were not as lucky as him, and three or five disciples who leaned on the front covered their throats and fell to the ground one after another.

"Kill him!!"

Zhang Yiyu's initiative also instantly angered thousands of beggar gang disciples, and a large group of strong men armed with Yanling knives immediately left the crowd and strode towards Zhang Yiyu.

The beggars don't just use sticks, and many of them who perform tasks outside, such as the Law Enforcement Hall, use blades with huge lethality.

But seeing a strong man take the lead, he jumped to Zhang Yiyu's side, twisted the handle of the knife with his right hand, and greeted him on the head with a powerful slash.

The side flash turned around and slashed the throat of the strong man with a flirtatious knife, Zhang Yiyu did not look back, and just by calling out, he knew that there were many opponents behind him attacking from different directions.

Taking a step forward, Zhang Yiyu's left foot lightly touched the ground to exert force, and his body immediately turned up lightly, pulling onions and geese on dry land, turning over and jumping away from the three long knives that had been slashed by the secret attack behind him, Zhang Yiyu twisted his waist in mid-air, turned around and threw a knife sideways.

Puff puff!

The three sword-wielding men immediately held their necks and fell to the ground, Zhang Yiyu did not look back at the latter, and the moment he touched the ground, he immediately twisted his hand to change the knife-holding technique, and used a long soldier move in the short dagger, the big knife method, and the strange python turned over.

A knife cut off the wrist of the person in front of him and knocked down the blade in his hand, Zhang Yiyu kicked on the chin of his person, but when he heard a crisp click, his person was still hit by a cow and a horse, and immediately rose to the sky, bringing out pieces of blood, and he couldn't live if he thought about it.

Kicking the predecessor Zhang Yiyu did not stop, continued to lunge forward diagonally, and cut the sternum of a beggar disciple with a knife, smashing people backwards for several meters and tripping more than a dozen people.

"Ahh Kill him!! ”

Wang Wencheng watched that Zhang Yilu had put down many of the good helpers in just a few breaths, and couldn't help but be shocked and angry, pulling his neck and constantly pushing the people around him forward and yelling.

"Huh"

In the face of a new round of offensive reintegration, Zhang Yiyu was fearless, his right hand pulled the knife and threw it backwards, and the short dagger took off his palm and flew out of his hand twice, and was finally firmly grasped by Zhang Yiyu in his hand, and instantly completed the action of changing the forehand grip to the backhand grip.

The long distance between the knife and the piercing has the advantage, which is called the open hand, and the backhand grip is both offensive and defensive, which is similar to the knife body hidden on the back, and it is convenient to cut, scratch, tease and cut, so it is called the dark hand.

In the face of more than a dozen swordsmen who pounced, Zhang Yilu's backhand knife was hidden behind his back and leaned over to look at his opponent, which was like a cheetah about to pounce, silently calculating the distance in his heart.

Zhang Yiyu's right leg kicked violently, and the whole person jumped forward in an instant, dodging several steel knives in front of him, Zhang Yiyu castrated unabated, and backhanded cross-cutting abdomen, poofing a few muffled sounds, several knife hands were disemboweled.

Sideways to avoid the blood spurted out by the knife hands, Zhang Yilu stepped on his shoulder and smashed Wu Santong who wanted to sneak attack on the side.

"The beloved disciple of the master of the dignified lamp is good at the insidious methods that our people are used to, you can't do it."

Wu Santong was ridiculed by Zhang Yitong in the face, and his face turned red, the latter ignored his emotions, shook the dagger and threw it up, Wu Santong immediately retreated sideways when he saw it, Zhang Yitong took advantage of the situation to turn over and leap to catch the short dagger in the air and pull it to Wu Santong's head, and then raised his knee to face the door of the front.

Once the shot is two killer moves, the move goes straight to the opponent's vital point, Zhang Yiyu's speed is very fast, Wu Santong can only protect the car and abandon the pawn, first of all, you have to prevent Zhang Yiyu from getting a short dagger from Laza.

Then he turned his head to the right side to avoid, and with a muffled sound, Wu Santong's shoulder was immediately pierced by Zhang Yiyu with a short dagger, which was not over, although he avoided the fatal injury, but Zhang Yiyu's knee blow still came on time.

Impulsive!

A top knee smashed Wu Santong back, the moment Zhang Yiyu landed, he lunged and pursued the backhand to the other party's throat, this is the rhythm of taking advantage of your illness to kill you, the style of play is very fierce, at a glance, you can know that it is not those points to stop the sect can compare, and Dongzhang's fighting style is particularly similar, because the two of them are from the street to fight to exercise the martial arts, that is not the point to the end of the statement, as soon as you shoot to see red, until the other party falls to the ground will not stop.

"Daddy!!"

"Uncle Wu!!"

At this time, two exclamations suddenly sounded behind the crowd, but Guo Fu and the others came to the inner hall at some point, and exclaimed when they saw the crisis of the situation of the three links.

Wu Santong is already unavoidable at this time, Zhang Yiyu's knife is difficult to save even the immortals, at this critical juncture, Wu Santong's body suddenly moved back a position, which can avoid Zhang Yiyu's horizontal slash.

The latter's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw that a plain hand was pulling Wu Santong's shirt back vigorously, followed by a bamboo stick as fast as lightning to attack Zhang Yiyu's next three roads.

"Dog-beating stick method."

Whispering softly, Zhang Yiyu changed his grip to a positive grip, his footsteps flew upside down on the ground, and he threw the knife backwards with one hand, and the big knife technique rolled in the wind.

A knife broke through several knife hands behind him who wanted to sneak attack, Zhang Yiyu lunged on the spot, adjusted the knife posture with one hand, and his eyes did not look at the side, and suddenly a lunge straight stab instantly pierced through a person's chest.

"Ahh

The person who was recruited was Wang Wencheng, who was secretly hiding behind the person, and saw Zhang Yiyu pierce his right chest with a knife, and was about to kill Wang Wencheng with a mending knife, when a sharp reprimand suddenly came from behind him.

"Stop!!"

A bamboo stick struck diagonally at the right rib behind Zhang Yiyu, kicked Wang Wencheng away, Zhang Yiyu turned to a low stroke and swung the bamboo stick away, followed by a big forward swing down and slashed at Huang Rong behind him.

Poof!!

I don't know what material this bamboo stick is made of, but it blocked Zhang Yiyu's downward splitting and continuously.

"The Huang gang leader is so handsome."

Seeing this dignified woman, Zhang Yiyu did not stop the movements in his hand, let go of the knife and changed hands, and then slashed at Huang Rong with the knife in his backhand, he would not show mercy because the other party was a woman, that was what a saint should do, not what he could do as a mortal.

Huang Rong's skills are obviously much higher than Zhiwu Santong and Wang Wencheng, and he immediately twisted the stick bar, Zhang Yiyu's left-handed knife was splitting obliquely, and Huang Rong lifted the stick, and then the backhand knife.

This is a false move, Huang Rong was unexpected, and walked away, Zhang Yilu aimed at the opportunity and was holding the handle of the knife to slash Huashan towards Huang Rong's face.

Bang!!

The woman's reaction was not weak, and although her steps were shaky, she was still blocked with a swift horizontal stick.

"Who the hell are you?"

Huang Rong looked at the young man in front of him who exuded an evil aura and scolded in a deep voice.

The latter smiled slightly and pushed Huang Rong away, in terms of strength, women are still a lot worse than men.

"A nobody."

Pushing Huang Rong away, Zhang Yiyu immediately turned around and swept backwards, slashing the horse and falling flowers.

With a knife, the feet of several knife hands behind him were immediately cut off by Zhang Yiyu, and there was no trace of the knife, which shows the sharpness of this short knife.

Looking at the knife hand who was not yet dead, Zhang Yiyu raised his right hand, rotated the dance flower with one hand, and stabbed the handle of the knife violently with both hands.

"Ahh

The knife hand was immediately pierced through the heart with a short dagger and died.

"Rampant!!"

Huang Rong behind her originally wanted to stop Zhang Yiyu, but the latter's speed was too fast, and before she could make a move, the beggar disciple had already died under his knife.

Sideways at Huang Rong grinned, Zhang Yilu suddenly turned his head and rushed to the north, where he passed was like a hidden dragon out of a hole, no one was his enemy, but the number of the other party was too much.

Zhang Yiyu did not choose to fight with Huang Rong, he stood and retreated all the way, and soon came to the wall.

"Not good!! He's going to run!! ”

Huang Rong instantly saw Zhang Yiyu's thoughts, and immediately shouted.

Zhang Yiyu's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard the sound, and he added more strength to his hands, shook off several knife hands in front of him with a knife, and jumped up with an arrow step to the wall with his strength, his body shook in mid-air, Zhang Yiyu's left hand instantly poked out, and he flew to the beam with one hand over the hurdle with one step.

"Don't let him escape!!"

At this time, several sharp-eyed beggar disciples also climbed onto the beam, and in the face of the forward blockade, Zhang Yiyu castrated unabated, ran quickly on the beam, and cut the throat of the opposite knife hand with three or two knives, and Zhang Yiyu was waiting to continue to move forward.

A bamboo stick suddenly came out of his side to hinder his forward rush, but it was Huang Rong who also jumped on the beam, which was on the wooden pillar on the left side of Zhang Yiyu.

The two of them rushed forward quickly at this time, and fought with knives on the two beams, only to see Zhang Yiyu suddenly leaning over and changing direction, and slashing Huang Rong with a backhand, Huang Rong didn't expect him to suddenly change direction, and he was still castrated at the moment, so he had to hurriedly carry a stick and stand in front of him to protect.

She never imagined that this son's mind would be calm to this step, this is a terrible opponent.

It turned out that Zhang Yiyu instantly lowered his position, made a posture of leaning forward to seduce Huang Rong to catch up, and then immediately changed to a horizontal slash counterattack, generally speaking, it is like playing basketball in later generations, and dribbling the ball changes to a truth.

Where did Huang Rong expect Zhang Yiyu to be so cunning, and it was not surprising that he would be fooled, and Huang Rong, who was shaken by Zhang Yiyu, was also not slow to react.

Seeing that Huang Rong blocked his knife without danger, Zhang Yilu was a little discouraged, but he didn't feel strange.

Suddenly, he stabilized his body, stepped forward and slashed, and the harrier turned over and slashed at Huang Rong on the left side.

Shout!

But Huang Rong used the light body exercises on the Nine Yin True Scripture to avoid it, Zhang Yiyu was a little surprised, but his hands kept moving, and he slashed towards Huang Rong's waist and abdomen with a backhand slap one after another.

"Mother's !!"

This thrilling scene made Guo Fu below panic.

But Huang Rong is Huang Rong after all, she is not an ordinary second-rate person with many magical skills, and Huang Rong can be the first person in the second-rate realm.

When even twisting the waist and lifting the stick to point at Zhang Yiyu's wrist, beat the dog stick method, and pick the word.

If Zhang Yilu used his forehand at this moment, his wrist would probably be hit by Huang Rong's blow.

The backhand knife is both offensive and defensive at this moment, Zhang Yiyu holds the knife in his backhand, the blade of the knife is in line with the forearm, and the moment he stands up the arm, it is very effective to block the pick-up stick.

Swinging the long stick, Zhang Yiyu quickly hooked the bamboo stick with a kick to restrict Huang Rong's stick collection move, and was about to swing the knife, when a violent true qi suddenly surged from under him.

Woo!!

A roar like a dragon's roar went down and up, Zhang Yiyu's face changed when he heard the sound, and he immediately pushed Huang Rong away and jumped off the beam.

Click!!

The thick beam was broken by a palm, and countless sawdust fell into the air.

As soon as he landed, Zhang Yiyu was surrounded by countless beggar gang disciples.

But he didn't look at the beggars around him, Zhang Yilu looked at the old man on the high platform with a knife and didn't speak.

But it was Hong Qigong who made a move.

"The junior strength is good, you have performed no less than a few strange skills in just a few breaths, and your talent is the best in the younger generation."

Farewell to the messy hair on his head, Zhang Yilu showed a mouthful of big white teeth: "The old man Hong has a good reputation, and he has never heard of the beggars helping Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and dealing with such a nobody as me, he also needs to make such a big move, and it is not good for the reputation of your gang."

"You're still a nobody?"

Hong Qigong glanced at Zhang Yiyu, who was calm and unflustered, raised his eyebrows, and then said: "Oh~ Do you want to be one-on-one with my inner disciples?" ”

There was some surprise in his words.

"Hehe, I can't escape no matter what I say today, after all, you are always in charge here, as for the others, hehe."

Zhang Yiyu didn't say everything, but his words did not hide his contempt for the beggars, he had not given up the opportunity to escape at this time, he wanted to Bo, Bo had a chance to escape, and the implication was to fight alone.

If the beggars are brave enough.

"Hahaha, you're crazy enough"

(End of chapter)